Chapter 400: Small-bellied Chicken Intestines
Facing Lan Feng's indifference, the two disciples not only did not get up, but were a little surprised, and one of them was embarrassed: "But it's ...... outside."
"Let's get out first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although Lan Feng was smiling on his face, he could tell from his tone that he didn't want to say this sentence a second time.
"Yes. The other disciple hurriedly pulled the disciple next to him who still wanted to speak, and left respectfully.
After the two disciples left, Lan Feng's gaze finally fell on Yue Yunzi, and he hugged his fists respectfully and said: "Lan Feng, the new head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, will ask the old gentleman for more advice in the days to come." ”
Yue Yunzi's solemn gaze looked at Lan Feng, and he frowned, "How could Ji Mingjie give up the position of head to you?"
"Because I killed him. Lan Feng's tone was extremely flat.
Yue Yunzi's deep eyes flashed coldly, and he glanced at Lan Feng deeply. Squinted his eyes and said: "It seems that the rumors are true, because you secretly killed the two disciples because they said a few words to you casually, and then blamed the logistics disciples who are constantly embarrassing you, this method is extremely despicable and embarrassing." No matter how high your cultivation is, how can such a small-bellied, insidious and vicious person be worthy of becoming the head of a generation?"
Lan Feng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he sneered: "Old man, would you rather believe a groundless rumor than see everything Lan Feng has done in those two months?"
"Didn't you do all that so that I could refine the sword spirit for you?"
Yue Yunzi glanced at Lan Feng with a smile, bent down and picked up the fragments of the wine jar on the ground, and sighed at the same time: "Ji Mingjie treated me like you at the beginning, but what is my fate now? I have had enough of this boring life, it is better to die." ”
Lan Feng wanted to speak and stopped, simply waiting for Yue Yunzi to finish speaking.
He is not a ruthless person, Yue Yunzi is a senior to him, although his cultivation is not as good as him, but the ease and ease exuded in his bones makes Lan Feng admire, and he is not an arrogant person with no one in his eyes, at least for Lan Feng.
However, to speak in conscience, Yue Yunzi's sword refining skills can definitely be ranked on Nameless Island.
According to Lan Feng's previous character, he would never ask for someone in a low voice, but now, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect could not do without the Sword Immortal, and Yue Yunzi had already become the best candidate in his mind.
Yue Yunzi picked up the debris on the ground, and the moment he straightened up, he was stunned and whispered: "I thought you would kill me, but this kind of life without love, the old man is tired of it, and he is not afraid of death, you can do it." ”
"Sir, I'm serious. Lan Feng's expression was serious.
Yue Yunzi's eyes were calm, he sighed lightly, walked to the side of the waste basket with the fragments in his hand, threw the residue in, clapped his hands, and said, "I need a reason." ”
Finding that Lan Feng was puzzled, he paused a little, and said with sharp eyes: "In the eyes of everyone, you are a mortal who has no power to restrain the chicken, but you can kill Ji Mingjie quietly, and you can also hide your cultivation under the nose of the old man, presumably your ability must be above the Jindan stage." ”
Lan Feng nodded casually, waiting for Yue Yunzi's next words.
Yue Yunzi touched his beard with his hand, paced around in the slender passage, and chuckled: "I believe that a person with such a high cultivation level will definitely have a mind of more than a few hundred years, and he will definitely not hold a grudge because of a little sarcasm, let alone secretly poison two mortals, tell me......"
Before he finished speaking, Yue Yunzi suddenly turned around, stared at Lan Feng's eyes seriously, and said with a serious expression: "Why did you kill them." ”
After a moment of silence, Lan Feng suddenly let out a strange laugh, and he didn't want to say directly: "Old man, I'm really sorry, I'm Lan Feng is such a small-bellied person." ”
Before Yue Yunzi could speak, he continued: "You don't know how miserable my life is, naturally I don't understand what has made me survive to this day, I am not ruthless, but to leave a way to live for myself, do you understand what it means to live?"
Lan Feng's eyes were red, and he smiled bitterly: "It's not wine, it's not power, it's not wealth and glory, it's people who are important to me, all of them are my heart and hands are soft and die of death." ”
Yue Yunzi frowned slightly, and did not answer Lan Feng's words.
Lan Feng smiled coldly, lowered his head, and kept shaking his head: "That's it, I, Lan Feng, never like to force others to do what he doesn't want to ......."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, a loud bang came from the direction of the sky above the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and it seemed that the entire ground was shaking.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
......
One after another, it's unsettling.
"It's annoying. Lan Feng glanced at the vent, frowned, nodded slightly at Yue Yunzi, and said, "Old man, you don't know how to spell, stay here for a while, when I deal with those guys who have nothing to do, I will send someone to pick you up, and then you can leave safely." ”
After speaking, he hugged his fists at Yue Yunzi again, and went downstairs without looking back.
Yue Yunzi stared at the place where Lan Feng had disappeared, his expression dazed.
The identity of the Sword Immortal is not very high in the cultivation realm, even if he is a disciple of the foundation building period, he has the right to call him around, Lan Feng is different, after knowing that he can't serve the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Lan Feng can kill him with a breath, but he doesn't, but he is still concerned about his own safety, which makes him feel a trace of appreciation in his heart.
His hand was lowered from the beard on his chin, and after standing there for a moment, he quickly followed.
When he walked to the door of the Saken Pavilion, Yue Yunzi habitually stretched out his hand, there was no barrier in front of the door, his eyes were closed, and he stepped out.
The warm sunshine, the warm wind, and the natural breath that he had not felt for decades came to his face in an instant, making Yue Yunzi's face show a look of enjoyment.
Standing in place and feeling it for a moment, Yue Yunzi opened his eyes slightly, but at this moment, the smile on his face instantly froze, and his movements and expressions were all fixed at this moment.
It was dark here, although there was still a warm feeling on the body, but the sky was full of green-clothed monks, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least a thousand, among which there were most disciples in the condensation period, and there were many in the foundation building period, although there were only a dozen above the Jindan stage, but the cultivation was in the middle of the Jindan period.
Yue Yunzi's throat moved slightly, his eyes rolled twice, and his gaze froze, only to see that Lan Feng was standing on the roof of the central hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect at this moment, playing with a black spherical object in his hand, this object was covered in black thorns, and there was no trace of aura fluctuations on it, it didn't look like a magic weapon at all.
"Everyone of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will listen to us, hand over the body of the Jiang Palace Master, otherwise, all your disciples will be buried together. The neat and angry roars of thousands of Rain Fu Palace disciples came from the black sky.